Let me tell you a story…. Once upon a time there was a magical world named IT. It was a world of exploding ideas, technology, and of striving for excellence. And every day it grew and grew. Until one day, the demon EGO came in put a spell on all the cititizens of IT. Because of this they quit striving for excellence. Because of this people saw the errors (defects, bugs) that they made. Because of this their egos told them that the real problem was the finders of those errors were the actual problem. Until finally, they decided that all citizens who found a problem, spoke about the problem, or advocated for fixing the problem were beheaded. From that…
A Rabid Competence
I woke up this morning feeling great. Fabulous. So utterly awesome that I whipped through a third of the Microsoft C# training program, and that was after I spent time on the Liveedge Online documentation. That’s right. Karin, right in the Driver’s seat. Well straddling it actually. My ass was just not in the mood to sit still, like it has anything to do with programming…. There I was legs spread wide so tht I could still type while standing. Banging away at the keyboard. Running exercises. Watching videos. Fast forwarding the training liberally while yelling “YES! I know this! Tell me something I don’t know!” And then came the gems of wisdom. Usually about how to use the IDE Visual Studio…
The Questions: Exploring Men and Women in the Context of Relationship
Here are the questions that were put forth by many of the participants of the event Exploring Men and Women in the Context of Relationship. It’s our hope that the dialog will continue. If you have questions to add, please use the comment function to add questions onto this list. How do you know someone loves you? What helps you feel safe in a relationship? How do you know when to call it quits? What makes for good communication and how do you embody it? Discuss the balance of being an independent being and also being in a deep long term relationship. What do you do when you are triggered by your partner? …
Mirror, Mirror (Or how I trigger my OCD)
I don’t like to label myself so instead of saying that “I HAVE OCD”, I’m going to say that I exhibit OCD-like behaviors. Upon occasion. Under certain circumstances. Sometimes without even thinking about it. My OCD-like behavior is fairly mild. I watch the same movies or TV shows or I read the same books or listen to the same songs, over and over and over again. Hey, it’s not drugs. I’m not washing my hands every 5 minutes. My house isn’t nauseating
5th time’s a charm…
It was surreal, landing into LAX on Saturday. I was looking out the window and I didn’t really know where we were over the city. I kept thinking, oh, there’s the 405! But it wasn’t. Which way is north? Where is downtown? I thought I saw it and felt better about getting my bearings. Then there was another bunch of buildings that could be downtown. I’d forgotten how big this place actually is. This is the fifth time I’ve been to LA. The first time was a trip when I was 19. Me and my best friend Diane took a Greyhound bus all the way from Omaha. (a guy nicely asked Diane for a blow job)
A Can of Worms
“Opening a can of worms”….where does that come from anyway? So you open it up. They all get out and start wiggling around, going every which way. I guess that could be stressful. But they’re worms! They are moving at, like, 2 inches per hour or something ridiculous! Hell, you could go have a nap and come back and still be able to round up all the worms and put them back in the can. “oh come on sweet ‘ums, get back in the can for mommy…” So, did I open a can of worms? Why, yes, I did officer. I did it fully knowing that those crazy worms were going to GO WILD
My existence: Rights and Responsibilities
I was on the elliptical machine at 24 Hour Fitness this morning, madly moving in place, contemplating my right to exist. I started doing what I always do. Whenever I start having thoughts that are very disturbing I try to find another way to think about them. I figure, well, if I can think about it like THIS, it won’t affect me as much as thinking about it like THAT. You know, how you use your words affect your reality….yadda yadda So there I am whirling away thinking “I have the right to exist. I have the right to exist.” Over and over. If I’d had one of those counters
Exploring Men and Women in the Context of Relationships
What the hell? Don’t you wonder where people come up with this stuff? Well, I’ll tell you. BG and I were riding back from the Oregon Country Fair and having a discussion about men. Basically about how alien they actually are from us. We thought, you know, if we could just sit them down and ask them questions, maybe we’d be able to figure shit out! And we realized that we could do that. And we realized that other women are probably just as mystified and would want to listen in as well. The Exploring Men and Women in the Context of Relationships panel was born. We started thinking of who we wanted on the panel. We had general ideas…
The Inbetween
Over three years ago, I had a “manic” episode and ended up in LA, with all my stuff, on my way to becoming a professional actor. Yeah, right. Sure I did. That’s what I wanted to do and I found enough faith the get me down there. When I got there I discovered just how ego bound I actually was. I told myself that I wanted to be a professional actor but my ego decided that I would be a STAR. Two very different things. And I was not a star. I couldn’t even function. I came back to Seattle a total wreck, my tail between my legs. And then I started to save my own life.
Ego, Friendship and Ranting
Today I started a blog. This blog to be exact. It’s not the first blog I’ve ever started but it’s the first one that actually has a purpose. Usually my blogs are the neurotic rantings of my ego trying desperately to be heard. And it does get heard. I have friends who are willing to at least hit my site every so often and leave a comment or two, just to sooth the egomanical beast that lives in my brain. Sometimes they actually read it, bless their hearts. Friendships are funny things and I’d like to keep mine. So rather than subjecting my friends to my ramblings, I decided to put them here.